11:40 a.m., Aoi House Hotel.
In Conan's guest room, Xiaolan hurriedly packed her luggage. She raised her hand and looked at her watch and said, "Ah! It's almost twelve o'clock! Dad, Conan, let's pack up and get ready for lunch, shall we?"
"What? Is it almost twelve o'clock?" Upon hearing this, Uncle Maoli raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Really, I wanted to take a bath first... Forget it, let's go have lunch first! Kid, please clean up quickly, we are going to the restaurant!"
"Okay, Uncle Maori!~"
Conan responded and stood up to pack up. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Xiaolan put on her coat, walked to the door and opened the door. She saw a staff member standing outside and quickly asked: "Hello, what can I do for you?"
"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you." The staff member bowed slightly, then smiled, "Does Edogawa Conan live in this room? A person who claims to be his friend asked me to invite him to the east side. Dining room……"
"Conan's friend?" Xiaolan was stunned when she heard this, turned to look at Conan and said, "Conan, do you have any friends here?"
"Friends? No!"
Conan shook his head, with a look of surprise on his face. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Forget it, I'll go over and have a look. Sister Xiaolan, Uncle Maori, wait here for me to come back!~"
After Conan finished speaking, Xiaolan said "Ah!" "Conan, are you going alone?"
"Yeah!" Conan nodded, "Don't worry, Sister Xiaolan, we are in the hotel, nothing will happen!~"
"Then be careful! If you don't come back, we will look for you!~"
"Okay, I know."
Conan said goodbye to Xiaolan and Uncle Maori, followed the staff out of the guest room, and quickly walked to the restaurant on the east side.
The door of the restaurant on the east side is closed tightly, and standing outside, you can vaguely hear the noise inside.
The staff said goodbye and left. Conan listened to the noise inside. After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door, stepped in with one foot, and said at the same time: "Sorry to bother you, please... uh... Well……"
As Conan spoke, after seeing the scene in the restaurant, he couldn't help but froze and stopped, looking confused——
What the hell! What the hell is going on here?
In Conan's eyes, there were nearly twenty small tables arranged messily in the restaurant, and there was a person sitting at each table.
These people were tall or short, fat or thin, and each of them had exaggerated tattoos. They were all raising glasses, smoking, or smoking, and they all looked at the door.
Looking at the appearance, dress, and behavior of these people, they all look like...
Social gathering?
Conan thought of a certain possibility, twitched the corner of his mouth twice, and bowed: "I'm sorry, I seem to have entered the wrong room..."
Before Conan finished speaking, two big men suddenly came out from the door. They took Conan's arms and dragged him into the room. They laughed and said, "How is it? Did I read that right? It's really the leader of Conan who is here. Got it!"
As the man's voice fell, the originally silent room suddenly became noisy again. A group of people gathered around him enthusiastically. The smell of alcohol, cigarettes and some unknown strange smell hit their faces:
"Boss Conan, hello!"
"We've all heard about how you helped President Futian get out of jail before. It's really amazing!"
"Our Gunma County branch of the Sumiyoshikai is gathering here today, and the leader of Conan should also come with us!"
"That's right! Let's not return until we get drunk!"
"..."
Surrounded by a group of men, Conan walked involuntarily toward the room, and at the same time roared with a black line on his forehead: "Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?! Let me go, do you hear me?! I didn't join the Sumiyoshi Club. ! I’m not in the same group as you!”
Conan's roar was ignored by a group of "community members" who took Conan directly to the middle of the restaurant, gave up the middle and most distinguished seat, pressed Conan on the cushion, and said: " Boss Conan, just sit here! I didn't expect you to come back, so I didn't prepare a meal for you. Please eat something first, and we'll ask the hotel to prepare another one...Tanaka, why are you still standing there? Let the staff immediately Meal preparation!"
"Okay, team leader!"
Tanaka, who was guarding the door, responded respectfully, then opened the door and shouted: "Boss! Hurry up and pick the best meal for us! Otherwise, I will chop you to death!"
After Tanaka finished yelling, he slammed the door shut again, while Conan's mouth twitched and there was a black line on his forehead——
Damn it! Are the people in these societies mentally ill? I have to shout "I'll kill you" every time I order food?
Also, you didn’t expect me to come, why the hell don’t I want to come!
Conan roared in his heart, stood up from the cushion, and cursed angrily: "...What are you bastards doing? I've already told you, I'm not from your Sumiyoshi-kai, so can you trash..."
Before Conan finished speaking, he suddenly heard a "clang-clang" sound coming from the table, and then the people at the seats near the door took out a shiny reflective machete from under the table, and stared at Conan. At the same time, he asked:
"Boss Conan, what did you say?"
Looking at those reflective machetes, Conan swallowed with a "gudong" sound, and then carefully looked around the seats of the other people, his pupils shrank and shrank——
Damn it? What do these people have next to them?
Machete, bat, samurai sword, pistol... What's even more exaggerated is that there is an AK next to a thin man?
Are you here to have a dinner or to kill?
Also, if I continue to scold them and irritate them all, they won’t kill me first, right?
Conan's brows twitched twice, he thought for a moment, then knelt down on the mat again, scratched his head and said with a cute smile: "Hahaha... I was just talking casually..."
Um! I’m not afraid of them, nor am I giving in! I'm doing this to protect myself!
After all, there are so many of them and they are armed with sharp weapons. I have to escape first before I can bring these bad silver ropes to justice!
Conan found reasons for giving up, and the person sitting next to Conan laughed: "I'm just telling you, how could Boss Conan scold us! Boss Conan, you should eat something first!"
"Hahaha...Thank you, I'm not hungry!" Conan looked down at the things on the table and shook his head——
snort! What do you think I am?
Even if I, Kudo Shinichi, starve to death today with a knife on my neck, I will not eat a single bite of food from your table!
Conan swore secretly in his heart, then sniffed and secretly touched his stomach——
Mmm...it smells so good! ~
